Monday, January 7, 2008

Ok, so I have been with my partner for 6.5 years and we have talked about everything. He knows almost everything about me. Ok, with that said, I walked into the kitchen this afternoon and found some chicken breasts in the sink. I thought they must be bad, something happened to them, freezer burn; I don't know. All I know is that they are not in MY sink DEFROSTING. I cannot eat food that could possibly be tainted in any way, shape, or form. I just can't knowingly do it. Knowingly being the key word. I got home earlier than he did today. Usually it is the other way around. I am thinking he was going to put them in the oven before I got home and I would not have been the wiser. When I asked him about it he said he forget they were there. He said he would eat them or that i could throw them away. What the hell! How many times has he done this to me?! I feel sick now. I told him that I would bake them for him to eat. Good luck with that. I will not be eating that shit.

Saturday, January 5, 2008

I may be as professional as I can be most days and for most of the day but this is what i have singing in me all of the time. It is always just on the verge of coming out!!! One day!!! wait for it..wait for it...H

We had a beer with our neighbors this afternoon while they worked on their yard. They discussed their pending departure to Iraq with us. They are both leaving early June with various trainings in the next few months. They talked about it like it was not big deal and I guess for them it is not. They have both already been over there once. Where does that desire come from? Who decided that it is their duty to "defend" our country? It is just so foreign and odd to me. Who chooses to be a boxer and get the shit kicked out of them? There are a lot of things I just really don't understand. Who chooses to be a prison guard? I sure I could go on.

The last time I talked to my neighbors mother she asked me to pray that the war ends so her daughter and son in law to don't have to go to Iraq. I told her I would and I have but it just made me so sad. I know she is so worried for their safety. I WOULD GO CRAZY IF I HAD A LOVED ONE IN IRAQ!

About Us

K and H were siamese twins separated by 6 years. We make each other laugh when our spouses won't, so we have created this blog to share the laughs. H is the Fag and K is his Hag. K is happily married to Big Red while H is living with Monkey Boy since gay marriage is still illegal in this country.